What a crazy monthday
it’s been! Oh, you don’t know what a monthday is? It’s a phrase coined by
posters at Television Without Pity (I believe the Passions board gets
credit) that describes a period of time that takes place over a day on the
soaps yet an excruciatingly long time in reality. As in “The Black and
White Ball was a monthday ago, which is why Thanksgiving falls the day after
Halloween.” So please, have a slice of fruitcake from the kitchen—it’ll be
a whole monthday before it goes bad!

I think my long wait is
over; Nikolas is well on his way to being a crazed Cassadine. Yippee! He’s
got the sexy reserve, broodiness over a lost love, and delusions. I could
spend time trying to understand just what Emily is but it’s likely to be
something so idiotic that’ll I’ll just sigh when the big reveal happens.
Why get my hopes up? And who cares, when it gives Nikolas the chance to
trash talk Jason about blackouts?

I’m glad Sam is trying
to bond with Nikolas as her heritage is becoming more and more evident.
Your average Joe isn’t self-absorbed enough to berate someone over the body
of her dead best friend. Only a Cassadine has that level of megalomania.

All it would have taken
to explain Lucky’s absence for a few hours would have been for someone to
say he’d taken the first helicopter back from Windemere. Instead, we got
characters worried that he was missing, only to be told later that he was
just ‘around.’ Why get us worried that he’s missing for nothing to come of
it? Oh wait, nothing comes of half the storylines on the show! Pardon my
confusion, I forgot I was watching General Hospital.

Every time Luke calls
Lucky “Cowboy,” I choke up. It was lovely to have them reference Lucky and
Emily’s time as tweenagers together. Was there ever a better love story on
General Hospital than that of Annabelle and Foster? For never was there a
tail of more woe…okay, I just groaned on the inside.

Michael is developing
more violent behavior. He’s definitely his father’s child. If AJ had
raised him, he’d be more interested in taking advantage of the
Quartermaines' grief to stage a hostile takeover of ELQ. He’d still be
cutthroat, just not literally. I feel sorry for Jax, having to try and
undo the damage Carly and Sonny have done to the boy.

Monica’s been able to
pack a wallop with her lines this week. She’s taught me that I need to use
‘magnanimous’ way more often. Watching her run down the litany of her
grievances with Sonny was worth an hour of therapy. Don’t get me wrong, I
still enjoy Sonny, even melt at the dimples, but he needs to either shape up
or be treated as he is—a criminal. One who enjoys it so much he’d rather
continue letting his friends and family live in danger than get out.

Edward’s becoming a
softy in his old age and tragedies. First ,he buys the hospital staff
Thanksgiving dinner, then waxes poetic about the Kennedys. Can playing
Santa Claus on Christmas Eve at the hospital be far behind?

I’m going to start
campaigning for Father Coates to get a storyline. I’m just dying to know
what he thinks about being the priest to mobsters and high society. Can you
imagine the stories he has to tell? They’re probably juicier than
Coleman’s!

How cute is it that
Scotty’s goading Luke into taking care of himself?

On our upcoming spoiler
menu is a thick, juicy prime rumor rib, basted with some chicken soup
leftovers and served with Texan-style chile mashed potatoes. I’m still
hoping we won’t be served this dish at all.